Save Me From My Destiny, chapter 1
I slammed the door shut and run into my room. I didn't know why I was so shocked. Joss could be someone good for my mother but I knew I wouldn't last. It never lasted!
"Kate! Open the door, said my mother's voice behind the door."
"What do you want again?"
She came in with just a sheet on. She was drunk as usual. She sat on my bed and I gave her a disgusted look.
"Joss I and are dating for now a little while..."
"How long?"
"About two weeks."
"Why didn't you tell me, I asked crying?"
"I was about to darling, I just...I don't know."
"Mom! You know, he's my boss and my friend I mean...I want to know these things you're still my mother."
"I know...I'm sorry, you're all that I have and I'm sorry."
She started crying. Joss appeared in the door. That was just too weird.
"I'll just go out for toning, I need to be alone."
I grabbed my backpack, threw some stuff in it and rush out of the house. They didn't even try to stop me. I walked on the street. I had no where to go. I looked around, there was no one. It was getting cold. I put my hands in my pockets and found a little piece of paper...Billie's number. I hesitated for a minute and understood I had nothing to lose. I walked to a public phone and dial.
"Hello?"
"Hi, umm...Billie?"
"Kate? Is that you?"
"Ya, I said my voice trembling."
"Are you ok? You don't sound ok."
"I'm not ok..."
"Can I do anything? Do you want to come over?"
"If it's not to much to ask..."
"Not at all!"
He gave me his address. It turned out that he was living two blocks away from my house. I was about to ring on the door when it opened. Billie was standing there looking sleepy and worried. I hugged him hard.
"Thank you, I whispered."
We pulled away and looked at me.
"Here, come in."
I stepped in and we sat on the couch.
"My mother is at Brad's house, he said before I even asked the question."
"Ok."
"So...do you want to talk about it?"
I was very tired but I felt it would be good to share that. I told him to whole story.
"I know it was stupid from me to act this way, but it fells weird. Joss is the only one that was always there for me and he didn't even told me, my mother neither. I mean, I think I have the right to know. I'm scared of loosing the only person that I fell close to. It's not that I hate my mother but she is not very stable. I wish so much it could work between them...I'm so lost!"
The whole time he played with my hair. He looked at me and whipped a tear falling from my eye.
"I'm sure it will turn out just fine."
I knew he said that just to make me fell better but I could not resist smiling.
"I lost my father when I was 10. Since then I know there is no one who could ever replace him so I can understand how you fell."
I didn't know what to answer so I putted my hand on his cheek and caress it. I grabbed his neck and pressed my lips softly against his. I pulled away to see his reaction and he pulled me back and kissed me passionately. Soon I felt his tong begging for entrance. I let it in and it turned out into and intense make out session. His hands were travelling from my neck to my back. With a huge effort we pulled away.
"Maybe we should go to sleep, I said I a breath."
"Uh...yeah sure. Take my bed, I'll take the couch."
"Or..."
"Or?"
"Or we could share the bed."
"Oh! Yeah we could," he said with a dirty look.
"I'll just go change in the bathroom."
"No, I won't look," he said doing puppy eyes.
"I don't believe that anymore, I said with a wink."
I close the bathroom door and took off my clothes. I put on my green pyjamas' pants with a white top. I stared at myself in the mirror.
"Hey there I need to go pee! Ready or not here I come!"
He opened the door and said:
"Aww, you were ready, damn!"
"Better chance next time!"
I went into his room. There were piles of old disks everywhere, his blue guitar standing preciously in a corner and a couple of Ramones posters on the walls. I slipped myself into his bed and stared at ceiling. Billie Joe finally came out of the bathroom.
"Oh look at that, there is a hot lady in my bed!"
He jumped on the bed and asked:
"Felling better?"
"Yes, thank you really, I don't know what I would have done without you."
I kissed him gently.
"My pleasure, he whispered."
I rested my head on his chest and I felt asleep to his heart beat.
"Kate! Open the door, said my mother's voice behind the door."
"What do you want again?"
She came in with just a sheet on. She was drunk as usual. She sat on my bed and I gave her a disgusted look.
"Joss I and are dating for now a little while..."
"How long?"
"About two weeks."
"Why didn't you tell me, I asked crying?"
"I was about to darling, I just...I don't know."
"Mom! You know, he's my boss and my friend I mean...I want to know these things you're still my mother."
"I know...I'm sorry, you're all that I have and I'm sorry."
She started crying. Joss appeared in the door. That was just too weird.
"I'll just go out for toning, I need to be alone."
I grabbed my backpack, threw some stuff in it and rush out of the house. They didn't even try to stop me. I walked on the street. I had no where to go. I looked around, there was no one. It was getting cold. I put my hands in my pockets and found a little piece of paper...Billie's number. I hesitated for a minute and understood I had nothing to lose. I walked to a public phone and dial.
"Hello?"
"Hi, umm...Billie?"
"Kate? Is that you?"
"Ya, I said my voice trembling."
"Are you ok? You don't sound ok."
"I'm not ok..."
"Can I do anything? Do you want to come over?"
"If it's not to much to ask..."
"Not at all!"
He gave me his address. It turned out that he was living two blocks away from my house. I was about to ring on the door when it opened. Billie was standing there looking sleepy and worried. I hugged him hard.
"Thank you, I whispered."
We pulled away and looked at me.
"Here, come in."
I stepped in and we sat on the couch.
"My mother is at Brad's house, he said before I even asked the question."
"Ok."
"So...do you want to talk about it?"
I was very tired but I felt it would be good to share that. I told him to whole story.
"I know it was stupid from me to act this way, but it fells weird. Joss is the only one that was always there for me and he didn't even told me, my mother neither. I mean, I think I have the right to know. I'm scared of loosing the only person that I fell close to. It's not that I hate my mother but she is not very stable. I wish so much it could work between them...I'm so lost!"
The whole time he played with my hair. He looked at me and whipped a tear falling from my eye.
"I'm sure it will turn out just fine."
I knew he said that just to make me fell better but I could not resist smiling.
"I lost my father when I was 10. Since then I know there is no one who could ever replace him so I can understand how you fell."
I didn't know what to answer so I putted my hand on his cheek and caress it. I grabbed his neck and pressed my lips softly against his. I pulled away to see his reaction and he pulled me back and kissed me passionately. Soon I felt his tong begging for entrance. I let it in and it turned out into and intense make out session. His hands were travelling from my neck to my back. With a huge effort we pulled away.
"Maybe we should go to sleep, I said I a breath."
"Uh...yeah sure. Take my bed, I'll take the couch."
"Or..."
"Or?"
"Or we could share the bed."
"Oh! Yeah we could," he said with a dirty look.
"I'll just go change in the bathroom."
"No, I won't look," he said doing puppy eyes.
"I don't believe that anymore, I said with a wink."
I close the bathroom door and took off my clothes. I put on my green pyjamas' pants with a white top. I stared at myself in the mirror.
"Hey there I need to go pee! Ready or not here I come!"
He opened the door and said:
"Aww, you were ready, damn!"
"Better chance next time!"
I went into his room. There were piles of old disks everywhere, his blue guitar standing preciously in a corner and a couple of Ramones posters on the walls. I slipped myself into his bed and stared at ceiling. Billie Joe finally came out of the bathroom.
"Oh look at that, there is a hot lady in my bed!"
He jumped on the bed and asked:
"Felling better?"
"Yes, thank you really, I don't know what I would have done without you."
I kissed him gently.
"My pleasure, he whispered."
I rested my head on his chest and I felt asleep to his heart beat.
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